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Synopsis: A man trying to get into a club
finds his way blocked by the doorman, who refuses to give him
admission until he meets the membership requirement: having a Red
Tie. A good parable about man's efforts to earn
his way into Heaven. The doorman, Mr. Delaw represents The Law,
(even his name says it) which keeps us out of Heaven since no-one
has ever kept it perfectly, except Jesus, who gives us Grace. Mr.
King represents Jesus, the King of Kings, who can get us into
heaven when we accept His way, which is through the blood, which
is what the Red Tie represents. The guy tries to get in by his
works, and then providing his own red tie, or his own
righteousness, which in the sight of God is as filthy rags. Only
when he asks for the Red Tie from Jesus, which represents
receiving salvation by faith, can he have access into fellowship
with God.

If you prefer, you can change the name to the "Red Ribbon
Club," and have some of the extras played by females. Here is a version of the script with
those changes already made. The soundtrack is usable for either
version.

Costumes: The doorman wears a red jacket and
a cap. Bill wears dress clothes, but has no tie. Mr. King may
wear a white suit jacket with a red tie.All of the extras have
red ties on.

Props: A red tie, a trash can, a dirty piece
of red cloth in the can, a clipboard, and a notepad with pen.
(Note: red ties for the group of extras, as well as the one given
to Bill, may be made out of red construction paper, and attached
to the collar with a taped-on paper clip. If you change it to the
"Red Ribbon Club," then red ribbons can be used all
around.)

Setting: A city street in front of the Red
Tie Club. A door that an be opened that leads behind a wall. The
club is inside through the door. A sign is on the door or beside
it on the wall that reads, "Red Tie Club."

NOTE:
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(Begin Cut #9 on the CD, funky
intro music)

(A man, Bill, approches the entrance to a club. A sign
reads "The Red Tie Club." There is a doorman in front
of the door. As the man goes to enter, the doorman doesn't
budge.)

Bill: Excuse me, I need to get in.

Doorman: I'm sorry, sir, but you can't come in. Members only.

Bill: How do you know I'm not a member?

Doorman: This is the Red Tie Club. You aren't wearing a red
tie.

Bill: But I'm expected!

Doorman: Your name?

Bill: "Bill Blotz."

Doorman: (Checking a list on a clipboard, he flips through
the pages.) Let's see, Blitz, Blottoman, Bluber... Sorry, no
Blotz.

Bill: But, I'm supposed to meet some friends inside for a
dinner engagement! (He looks at his watch.) I'm late
already!

Doorman: I'm sorry sir, but you can't come in dressed like
that, regardless of who your friends are.

Bill: What's wrong with the way I'm dressed?

Doorman: This is the Red Tie Club. You need to have a red tie
to come in.

Bill: That's ridiculous.

Doorman: It's the rule. (He points to the sign.) "Nobody
Gets In The Red Tie Club Without A Red Club Tie."

Bill: I don't have time for this, I'll miss my meeting. (He
pulls out some money and offers it to the doorman.) Here,
this ought to help you look the other way while I slip in.

Doorman: You can't buy your way in, sir. I work for the
richest man in town. Bribes mean nothing to me.

Bill: Do you know who I am?

Doorman: You just said you were Bill Blotz. Have you forgotten
who you are?

Bill: No! I mean, you don't know who you're dealing with. I'm
friends with the mayor, and all of the city councilmen know my
name. Now, let me in before I have to tell them that you
disrespected their friend.

Doorman: The owner is richer than all of them, and is no
respecter of persons. No amount of contacts can get you in
without a red tie."Nobody Gets In The Red Tie Club Without A
Red Club Tie."

Bill: Look, I can get a red tie later, but I need in right
now. My friends are probably waiting at the table for me right
now. Go ask them, they'll vouch for me.

Doorman: It won't do any good, sir. No-one inside has any
influence on who gets in.

Bill: I don't believe this. I really need to meet with these
men, my financial future could depend on getting this contract!
Can't you give me a break, I'm a major contributor to all of the
city's charities! I'll make a donation to one in the Club's name.

Doorman: That's very commendable, sir. But it doesn't get you
in.

Bill: Look, I'm just as good as any of the people already in
there. Better than some, even! It's not fair that you should let
some in and keep others out.

Doorman: On the contrary, our rule is the only fair way to let
anyone in. It makes all even, since they get in only by virtue of
having the red tie.

Bill: (Getting angry.) Just get out of my way, Bluto.
(Tries to shove his way past.) Report me once I'm in.

Doorman: (Blocking him and preventing him from entering.)
Trying to force your way in is futile, sir. I'm much stronger
than you.

Bill: Oh, yeah? Just try and stop me!

(He tries to shove the doorman aside but it's like hitting
a boulder. He bouces off and falls backward.)

Doorman: Please don't do that, you'll only hurt yourself if
you try to get past me. No-one has ever gotten past me, around
me,or through me.

Bill: (Rubbing his shoulder, as he gets up on his knees.) No
kidding, you're like running into a solid stone wall. What do I
have to do to get in?

Doorman: "Nobody Gets In The Red Tie Club..."

Bill: (Interrupting and finishing it for him.)
"...Without a Red Club Tie," yeah, I get it. You're
real big on repeating that.Thanks for nothing, pal.
(He gets to his feet, brushing off his pants as he walks away a
few steps. He grumbles to himself.) You haven't seen the
last of me, Mr. High and Mighty Doorman.

(Just then he spies several men walking up to the entrance
wearing red ties. He snaps his fingers as he gets an idea. As
they pass him, he falls in behind them and tries to blend in. The
Doorman opens the door and lets them in with a friendly
greeting.)

Doorman: Hello, sirs! Enjoy your visit.

(Bill ducks down on the side of the group farthest from
the doorman and tries to slip in with them, unseen. But, the
Doorman is too sharp and grabs him by the collar, stopping his
progress. The others go on in, leaving him in the grip of the
scowling doorman, standing on his tiptoes as he is held up.)

Doorman: Not you, sir. You can't get in on the coattails of
others.

Bill: (Grinning weakly, he shrugs.) Well, you can't
blame a guy for trying, can you?

(The Doorman, still holding his collar, escorts him back
to the front of the entrance and lets him go.)

Doorman: It's been tried before, sir. And don't think of
looking for a back door and sneaking in, this is the only way in.

Bill: (Adjusting his collar, he speaks with sarcasm.) Thanks
for the tip. But you won't get one from me for it.

(Walking off again, he speaks to himself.) I need a
red tie, but I don't know where I can get one real quick!

(Standing next to a garbage can, he gets an idea.) Wait
a minute... if I can't find a red tie, I'll make one instead!

(Begin Cut #10 on the CD:
garbage sounds as he is in the trash can.)

(Reaching into the trash can, he rummages around in the
garbage a moment, then he pulls out a piece of dirty red cloth.
He tears it into strips, then fashions a crude tie out of it and
wraps it around his neck.)

Doorman: (Looking at him with disdain.) I'd hardly
call that a proper tie, sir.

Bill: (Protesting.) Hey, I made it myself! That ought to show
you I'm trying, even more than if I went out and bought one!
Doesn't my effort to keep your rules count for anything?

Doorman: Sir, that rag is filthy and smelly. All it does is
show your inability to abide by the rule. Your own efforts count
for nothing.

Bill: Alright, I've had it. What's your name, mister?

Doorman: DeLaw, sir.

Bill: (Taking out a pad and pen.) Spell that for me,
please.

Doorman: D-e-l-a-w.

Bill: (He writes it down as it is spelled out, then,
clicking the pen and putting it away, he holds up the paper.)
Well, Mr. DeLaw, I'm reporting you to the manager. You have
demeaned me, and made me feel like a second-class citizen. I will
have justice.

Doorman: It's mercy you need, sir, not justice.

Bill: We'll see. Now, get me the owner or manager. I want to
speak to him.

Doorman: Very well, sir.

(He walks inside for a moment, as Bill hums and sways on
his toes. He looks confident. Shortly, the doorman returns with
the manager.)

Bill: Are you the owner of this joint?

Mr. King: My father is the owner, I'm the manager. To get to
him, you must first go through me.

Doorman: (To Bill) "This is Mr. King, the
Manager of the Red Tie Club. Mr. King, this is Mr. Bill Blotz. He
has a complaint he would like to speak to you about."

Mr. King: (Shaking hands with Bill.) A pleasure to
meet you, Mr. Blotz. How can I help you?

Bill: Thank you for coming out to me, Mr. King. I couldn't
come in to where you were.

Mr. King: I'm happy to do it.

Bill: And that's the problem... I can't seem to get in.
Getting past DeLaw here is impossible. He won't let me in under
any circumstances!

Mr. King: I admit, DeLaw can be a bit intimidating at times,
but that's his job. He must enforce the rules to the letter, and
keeps out all those who don't meet the requirements.

Bill: But I can't meet the requirements, and I need to get in!
I have friends waiting on me! You're the manager, will you please
tell him to let me in?

Mr. King: Well, Bill, I can't let someone in who doesn't meet
the standards, that would be unfair to those already in who did!

Bill: But you run the place, you write the rules!

Mr. King: Yes, and I must stick by them. "Nobody Gets In
The Red Tie Club Without A Red Club Tie." In fact, not just
any old red tie will do, it must be a special Red Club tie, made
by me.

Bill: Well, how can I get one? Can you loan me one?

Mr. King: No, we don't loan them.

Bill: Then can I buy one from you?

Mr. King: You couldn't possibly pay what it's worth.

Bill: This is insane! How does one get into your club, then?
If I can't get in without one of your ties, and I can't buy one
from you, or anyone else, and I can't borrow one, then what do I
do?

Mr. King: You must simply ask.

Bill: Ask? That's all?

Mr. King: That's it.

Bill: Wait a minute, it can't be that easy. Not after all
that. These red ties are too costly to be free.

Mr. King: True. They are not free. A high price was paid for
them. But I am paying it, and giving it to any that ask as a
gift.

Bill: It's too easy, there must be a catch. I don't believe
it.

Mr. King: But you must believe it if you are to ask and
receive it. Otherwise you'll never ask.

Bill: If getting a tie is so easy, why didn't DeLaw here offer
me one? He could have gotten me in right away!

Mr. King: DeLaw has no ties to give. All he can do is let you
know you need one. I'm the only one that can give you what you
need to get into my club. So, ask, and you will receive.

(Begin Cut #11 on the CD,
the emotional music, to underscore his getting a tie.)

Bill: Don't you want to check my background, to make sure I'm
worthy, or something?

Mr. King: Your past doesn't matter to me; it's forgotten.
Helping you build a brighter future is my goal. Once in, your
association with me will affect all of your dealings with others.

Bill: That sounds too good to pass up, but it's almost too
good to be true. (a pause.) Alright, I give up. May I
have one of your red ties, please? I'd like to be a member.

Mr. King: Of course, Bill. But once in, you are more than a
member of the club, you're a member of the family. (He takes
out a red tie from his suit jacket and hands it to Bill.)
This is the beginning of a wonderful relationship.

Bill: Wow! Thanks so much! (He takes off the dirty tie,
and Mr. King takes it, and throws it away. Bill begins putting on
the red tie.) Now everyone will know I'm a member. I'll wear
it with pride!

Mr. King: Not pride, Bill. Wear it with joy! And everyone will
want to know where you got it. Then, you can introduce them to
me, and they can get their own red tie.

(The emotional music should be ending now, and the funky
exit music begins here, from the same track.)

Bill: That sounds great, I'll do it!

Mr. King: Come on in, Bill, your friends are waiting for you!

(They enter as the doorman opens up for them. Bill salutes
Mr. DeLaw as he passes, and for the first time Delaw smiles at
him.)

Doorman: Welcome, Mr. Blotz. Enjoy your stay!

(The funky exit music on the same
cut, #11, comes up and concludes the play.)

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